It has been about a month since Jim's non-biological mother and her young boyfriend moved into his place and it has been a huge headache to him. His mother would always ask for money from him and get mad if he can't give any – consuming it all for her boyfriend whilst her boyfriend would abuse and take advantage of his mother's affection for him to spend so much and live in luxe. Yet then, he had no choice.
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One evening, while Mayim was hanging out with her friends, she opened up to them about her sudden fade of interest with Ryan.
"Do you like anyone aside from Ryan right now?" Es asked.
"Uhm... I don't know... no." She replied.
"Girl, you won't lose interest with Ryan if there's no one entertaining you right now." Jes joined in the conversation. "I agree to that." Es added.
Mayim paused and thought about it. "Well... There is this guy." Mayim began. "Interesting. Tell me about it." Es retorted. "I'm not sure. He's super sweet. He's full of surprises. He's nice. He's thoughtful and I could really feel that his concerns for me are sincere. You know? He's not being all that nice to me just because he wants to nail me or something like what other men do." She shared.
"Wow. Who is this guy?" Jes asked. "Wait. Don't tell me that's your awkward secretary?" Es theorized, Mayim remained silent. "Oh my god, it's him?!" Es exclaimed as they laughed about it. "If I were you, stick to Ryan. You won't get anything from that guy. I mean, he's so awkward and shy. What is he gonna do? Look at you? Stare at you?" Es joked. "Yeah! Unlike Ryan. He's rich, handsome, powerful and let's not forget. Super hot." Jes grilled in. Mayim remained silent and just smiled. "If I were you, avoid being close to your secretary already. It's hard if you let yourself get close to him and... hopefully not... fall in love with that. I mean, come on Mayim!" They laughed.
Since they had that conversation, Mayim got herself thinking about avoiding Jim as soon as possible. She thought that they were right, she's not gonna get anything from him, she thought she won't have a future with him. She concluded that she was just feeling that way because it was her first time to encounter such type of man and a man who's that respectful and timid. "Yeah right. That's not my type. We live for hot men!" Mayim retorted. "Yeah right!" They cheered.
Since that day, she became a bit cold and professional when it comes to handling Jim to be able to keep a boundary between them.
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It was a typical day at work, Mayim was busy reviewing her slides for the day's meeting at her desk when Jim suddenly walked closer to her and handed her a simple bouquet with three stems of rose and looking at her with a polite smile. Despite that she appreciate and found it sweet, she recalled what her girl friends told her evening before that.
"What is this for?" She asked. "Uhm, I planted a rose at home a month ago and it bloomed today so I thought it would be nice to... give it to you." He smiled and shared shyly. Mayim sighed and made up her mind. "Jim. Look. I can't accept these." She refused to accept the bouquet largely disappointing him. "Jim, I am your boss and you shouldn't give me flowers and things." She explained slightly starting to break him. "And most of all, I'm not your girlfriend." She added.
"Oh..." He uttered as he felt so shattered to be rejected by her. "I'm sorry, miss Mayim..." He apologized and took the bouquet and went back to his desk feeling so humiliated and embarrassed after the unexpected rejection. He began to blame himself again for being hurt, he thought that he was being overly confident and assuming that's why he is getting hurt – he just couldn't blame her. Mayim saw the sadness and sorry in his eyes but she convinced herself not to bother as she recalled about what her girlfriends said about the thought of liking Jim.
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My Dream Girl [MAJIM Fan Fic SERIES]
RomanceJim, a poor and simple employee, struggles from getting hurt as he falls for the rich, hot and beautiful, Mayim, whom he can only have as his girlfriend in his dreams for he was too out of her league.